Gravel road

To get where I’m going

Not far from here

A cool breeze is flowing

The trees are grey

From dust that is blowing

I try to avoid

Potholes that are showing

Bumping around

Like no one is knowing

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Forest path

When the road is ending

An eagle has landed

A branch is bending

We will take off again soon

There is no pretending

Into the sky

Stairs ascending

The heights we reach

No comprehending

The lows below

In time are ending

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